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12183	Kinzie, John H., Mrs.	Wau-Bun: The Early Day in the Northwest			.txt	text/plain	114694	5651	76	The little Indian village of L'Arbre Croche gleamed far away south, in places, until we reached the little brick dwelling of our friends. at length reached the little landing, on which the assembled party stood As soon as he could possibly leave his family, my husband returned; and The arrival of Christmas and New-Year's brought us our Indian friends "Father,--The Great Spirit made the white man and the Indian. The white man does not live like the Indian--it is not Neither does the Indian love to live like the white man--the On reaching Duck Creek, we took leave of our young friends, who remained travelling in this way many miles, we came upon an Indian trail, deeply When the boat was at length permitted to return to the mansion of Mr. Kinzie, and Mrs. Heald was removed to the house, it became necessary to The time at length arrived when, her heart bounding with joy, little	./cache/12183.txt	./txt/12183.txt